Chapter 307: Regent Thoughts
"Wow~Azkaban~~"
Hearing Ron's exclamation beside him, Harry Potter asked for some reason, "What is Azkaban, is it powerful?"
His knowledge of the wizarding world was almost on the same level as that of Olga.
Ron's eyes widened and he replied, "It's amazing! it's a place of legend......
Faced with this answer, Harry looked at Draco Malfoy, who was not far away, and saw that he also looked as if he had seen God.
'Looks like Azkaban is really good!'
I didn't know that Harry Potter was just looking at him.
At this moment, looking at Olgana's calm face, Draco Malfoy no longer had the time to think about Harry Potter, and his mind was full of:
'A strong man is a strong man, and the beginning is Azkaban.
You're so strong!'
Start Azkaban and shake Malfoy all day!
Even the many reincarnators looked like they had seen a ghost, and they never imagined that they would just study in separate classes, and that they would be assigned to a felony prison on the spot.
“......”
Looking at Orgar, who looked so calm in front of her, and then at the Sorting Hat that was rolling farther and farther away, and was about to roll out of the door, Minerva McGonagall pulled out her wand at her waist and waved it casually.
The Sorting Hat, which was running away, flew back into her hand.
"Don't, don't...... Oh, don't move the brim of my hat......"
In the midst of the struggle, Minerva McGonagall examined the Sorting Hat.
But nothing was found.
So, confused, she said to the teachers and Dumbledore who had already walked up to her:
"The Sorting Cap was normal and there were no issues. ”
After taking the hat from her hand and examining it carefully, Dumbledore came up with the same result as the other party.
Only then did he put down the sorting hat that he was yelling at.
Look at Orga, who was calm from beginning to end.
He was keenly aware that Olga was too calm, and did not show any doubts or timidity at all, which was completely inconsistent with the behavior of a normal child.
After thinking about it, Dumbledore pushed his eyes and asked with a serious expression, "Dear Mr. Orrga, do you have any special items on you?"
Olga replied directly, "I only have some gold galleons on me, except for a wand. ”
Dumbledore waved his wand and confirmed that what Olga had just said was true.
He also frowned a little embarrassed.
Dumbledore was sure there was something wrong with Olga, but he wasn't quite sure what it was.
He guessed, 'Could it be that Tom was the last hand he left behind back then?'
According to his judgment, if he wants to figure out the problem, he will probably have to use the spell [Regent Mind] to extract some of Orga's memories or emotions.
But using that kind of spell on a young wizard is undoubtedly a crime, and it will inevitably be severely punished by the Ministry of Magic!
So, after some thought, Dumbledore said to McGonagall, "This is not an easy thing to handle...... Let's report to the Ministry of Magic first, and let's just say that something is going on here. ”
Facing the orders of her top boss, McGonagall nodded with a somewhat serious face: "Okay." ”
She also thought of something similar to Dumbledore's.
'Tom Marvolo Riddle, after all these years, you still don't give up......
Her vigilance against Voldemort has not slackened even after all these years.
Looking at the departing McGonagall, Dumbledore handed the Sorting Hat in his hand to Snape and said with a smile:
"Then Mr. Orgar, sit down with us first.
For more things, let the people of the Ministry of Magic investigate.
I believe that things will eventually have a satisfying outcome!
As for the others, continue with the sorting ceremony just now......"
Orga didn't care what direction the situation was going, and nodded casually, "I don't care. ”
It can be said that the cooperation is incomparable.
And so in the midst of all the discussions, the sorting ceremony continued.
With the performance of Organa Jewel in front.
Although the plot continues to develop as usual, even after hearing that Harry Potter has been assigned to Gryffindor, the main attention of everyone present is still focused on the fact that the Chosen One, Orgar, has been assigned to Azkaban.
It was a legendary place where countless villains had struggled for many years to reach, but Olga had just entered the school and was about to enter!
It's really powerful!
Looking at Olgar, who was sitting next to Dumbledore and gnawing on chicken legs, Penelope's heart was extremely complicated, and he looked even more nervous than Olga himself.
She never imagined that the sorting ceremony in Orga could be so unfolded.
During the time spent with Olga, Penelope sensed that something was wrong with him, but now it seemed that the extent of the problem was far beyond her imagination.
A few minutes later.
"Whew!"
With the fire in the surrounding fireplace suddenly booming.
Several black-robed figures appeared in the hall.
Everyone present immediately recognized from the logos on their bodies that they were several Aurors from the Ministry of Magic.
Upon arriving at the place, looking at the normal scene in the hall, the leader of the Aurors stood up and asked Dumbledore, "What happened?"
He heard that something big had happened here, so he rushed over.
But the situation at the scene made him unable to see what was happening.
McGonagall, who was not far away, immediately stepped forward and told the other party the actual situation.
Wait until she's done.
The surrounding Aurors also directly stirred.
The terrible shadow of Voldemort still lingers in their hearts.
But the leader of the Aurors said with a look of displeasure:
"Just because of some of the words of the Sorting Hat, you thought Voldemort was going to be resurrected?
It's ridiculous!"
To him, this incident was simply a logical, gratuitous association.
It's just a dead villain, and there's no need to be afraid of anything at all.
However, in order to convince everyone, the Auror leader took out his wand and pointed it at Orgar, who was eating French fries, and said, "Don't be afraid, little one, just let me check it." ”
Unlike Dumbledore, they felt constrained.
As an elite Auror, he has some special privileges.
To be able to legally use the [Regent Mind], there is no need to avoid suspicion.
The next moment.
A flash of white light flashed.
The consciousness of the Auror leader came into direct contact with Orga.
And then, like a rat stuck in lava.
Countless negative emotions instantly drowned him who had no power to resist.
The first second of confusion.
In the superficial consciousness of Orrga, he saw a vague and huge figure.
In the face of his peeping, the other party just glanced at him lightly with golden and red eyes.
And then I don't bother to pay attention to anything.
Faintly, the Auror leader heard a whisper that seemed to come from the depths of his soul: "Useless ants......"
The screen switches to the real world.
The others present saw the Auror leader use the spell [Soul Extraction] for the next second.
"Ahh
In the midst of the terrible screams, the mouth, eye sockets, and even skin of the Auror leader spurted out countless blood frantically like a dam that was releasing water.
Moreover, his body and soul, in front of everyone, began to rapidly move towards distortion.
In just a few seconds.
A monster that is nearly two meters tall and looks like an octopus, a dog, and a human being mixed together has appeared in the eyes of everyone.
It was covered in blood, and after the transformation was completed, it first howled bitterly, and then rushed directly towards everyone.
Seeing this, Dumbledore was shocked, but the movements in his hands were not slow, and several spells were directly used.
A few minutes later.
The scene was a mess.
Thanks to the combined efforts of many teachers and Aurors, the deformed monster finally died completely.
The way they looked at Olga changed dramatically.
Although he didn't do anything from beginning to end, everyone's eyes on him became extremely jealous.
One of the Aurors said in a loud voice:
"Voldemort!
This kind of cruel thing must be Voldemort's backhand!
He's telling us he's back!!"
When the demon in the back of his head on the side, Quirinus Quirrell, heard this, he was immediately full of doubts:
“???”
And the back of his head felt the heaviness of the black cauldron.